"Our culture made a virtue of living only as extroverts. We discouraged the inner journey, the quest for a center. So we lost our center and have to find it again."
"Sometimes, it’s easier to tell a stranger something very personal. It’s like there’s less risk, opening yourself up to someone who doesn’t know you."
It’s when you need to cry most, that you can’t.
And god (if there even is one), what I’d give to shed a single tear right now.
Memories? Reflected on them.
Sad songs? Listened to them.
Alcoholic beverages? Drank them.
I swear NOTHING is working, but then again maybe I’ve become too focused, resulting in the counter effect. All I know is that not being able to cry is making me feel even worse.
Instead of overthinking, I’d like to over-feel for once.